Shen Tang's front legs returned to the hospital, and Qi Shan's rear legs came out of nowhere. His eyes switched back and forth between Shen and Tang. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be thinking about where his lord came from rolling in a pig pen and how he became so dirty. so?
Praying for good, he seemed to be heartbroken: "Lord!"
Kang Shi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this voice. He was now afraid of seeing Qi Shan. Seeing the latter striding towards him, his eyelids twitched and he hurriedly said: "Yuanliang, it's not what you think."
Shen Tang also subconsciously said: "I didn't go riding a pig!"
Shen Tang occasionally remembered that big mountain pig and went back to the pig pen to see it. Every time he whispered that he wanted to kill it, it jumped up very fast. When Shen Tang saw it, he thought of going with his friend Zhai Le. Keep the good things you experienced.
I don’t know where Xiaofang went back to her hometown.
Was the journey safe and smooth?
Others see things and miss others.
Shen Tang misses his friends when he meets Zhu Zhu..
Kang Shi: "...Ride, ride a pig???"
Qishan: "..."
Does this count as asking for help??
Qishan secretly took a long, deep breath, trying hard to suppress his blood pressure that was about to rise again, and trying to squeeze out a forced smile - he can't be angry! He can't be angry! This is the lord he personally selected! This lord is only in his early twenties!
If there are any conflicts, we can communicate.
It's not worth it to be so angry.
For a few breaths, Qishan gave himself psychological counseling.
only--
"Ji Shou, what's wrong with you?"
His master is dirty, dusty, and smelly, but he can force himself to endure it and wash it off and get it clean again.
But there is no need to be patient with Kang Shi.
He noticed two obvious black footprints in front of Kang Shi's body, and there were red scratches on his arms, backs of hands, and fingers. Some of them were even scabbed. At first glance, they looked like they had been scratched by a wild cat.
But who is Qi Shan?
He is a senior cat scavenger with extensive experience in raising cats. He can tell at a glance whether a cat scratched something.
Rather than saying that this mark was scratched by a wild cat, it would be better to say that it was scratched by someone. When he thought of some of Kang Shi's peculiar hobbies, Qi Shan's eyes immediately became very "core good".
Kang Shi raised his hand and looked at the wound on the back of his hand and arm. It was okay if he didn't pay attention. When he noticed the existence of the wound, he felt a small pain spreading along the wound. He said with an unlucky look: "I won't mention it. I bumped into it on the road. We found a thief who was messing around. He was not well-behaved when he was caught. He beat him with a rake and even bit and scratched him..."
"The thief? Caught?"
Kang Shi replied: "Of course I caught him."
You stole from the lord and him and still want to escape?
But when he thought of the miserable appearance of the thief, Kang Shi's anger was extinguished. Survival was not easy, even for an adult with strong limbs, let alone an orphan without a father and mother. The thief was not very old either, except for begging. , there is no other way to survive even if you are sneaking around. Fortunately, I met them this time, and if I met other people, I was beaten to death in the street and no one looked twice.
Kang Shi: "Two days of shut-in will improve your memory."
Qi Shan said: "I still have some wound medicine there. Take it and treat the wound carefully. Don't leave any dirt behind."
Although it is winter and the weather is cold and it is not easy to breed dirt, those thieves who work at the bottom do not like to clean themselves. Their bodies are dirty, sour and smelly. Who knows what their hands have touched and what dirt is hidden in their nails?
Qi Shan, as a shit-sweeper, has a good relationship with Su Shang. He will inevitably be scratched twice during daily interactions (such as giving Su Shang a bath), and he always has blood-activating and muscle-building medicine for injuries.
Kang Shi nodded.
Most of the ruins of the main hall of the government office have been cleared, and the collected letters have been moved to the temporary tent. Why not put them in other rooms? Haha, because most of the other rooms in the government office have also collapsed, making it basically uninhabitable.
Qi Shan rushed back after hearing the news.
Shen Tang: "...Then where should I stay at night?"
Qishan said: "I feel sorry for my lord to spend one night in the tent. I have sent people to clean up other places and we will move there tomorrow."
The local gangsters were cleared away, and their house was vacated. After a little tidying up, it would be fine as a temporary residence.
Shen Tang: "..."
Had I known this——
When she attacked those houses, she calmed down a little. Shen Tang made do with a sad face, took a bath in the temporary tent, changed into clean clothes, ate some food, and prepared Continue to burn the midnight oil and fight.
Why--
When will she be able to rest and be free?
Looking at the pile of letters that had barely gone down, Shen Tang held her chin in trance, or maybe she knew enough about it, so she could just break it into pieces for personal use. Thinking of this, Shen Tang, who was possessed by the second disease, put down his hands in a hurry. Pen, hand seal.
"The card needs to be moved a few times!"
Holding a new pile of bamboo slips in one hand, Qi Shan opened the tent curtain with the other: "...???"
Shen Tang was stunned on the spot and quickly put down his hands.
"Why didn't you tell me when you came in?"
As a painter with the soul of a middle school student burning in her body, she also felt that this scene made her so embarrassed that she could leave three rooms and two living rooms.
Qi Shan said: "It has been reported."
Shen Tang: "..."
Fortunately, Qi Shan did not ask Shen Tang what that strange gesture was, nor did he ask what bird song she was mumbling. After thinking about it, it was normal. The pronunciation is different in ten miles, and the custom is different in hundreds of miles. Even Qi Shan would not know. All dialects.
But this time the second grade illness actually inspired Shen Tang.
She grabbed the pen and looked at the profile of Qi Shan, who was not far away with his head down while handling the slips, and a bold idea came to her mind.
"Yuan Liang."
"My lord said." Qi Shan is good at multi-tasking. While focusing on the official duties at hand, he also did not forget to respond to Shen Tang, "Shan, listen."
"Does Yuanliang have an external incarnation of the spirit of speech?"
Praying for kindness, I paused slightly while raising my pen.
He said nothing but looked up at Shen Tang.
Everything is left unsaid.
Lord, which one of the words do you want to harm?
Shen Tang read the above information from his subtle eyes, and immediately curled his lips and said: "What is Yuanliang's look like? I just think there are too many things. With such a few people, how can Ma Yue handle them all? What do you think?" Right?"
Qi Shan said calmly: "If my lord didn't say these words just now, could you read two more copies and see if you think so?"
Shen Tang: "..."
"Just tell me if there is such a spirit of speech!"
Qishan said: "Yes, but it's not easy to learn."
Multitasking is not easy to control.
and--
Qishan also didn't expect that his lord wanted to learn it so that multiple people could deal with the pile of documents at hand. This was too luxurious.
Half an hour later.
Kang Shi brought over the household registration statistics registered today for Shen Tang to take a look, opened the curtain of the simple tent, and saw three lords at once!!! The three lords looked up at him at the same time, and smiled at him at the same time. Wave at the same time.
By the way, he said at the same time: "Ji Shou is here."
Kang Shi: "..."
It is not correct to say there are three protagonists.
One of them is normal, but the other two are obviously condensed from Wenqi and should be the embodiment of Wenqi.
Kang Shi immediately turned his eyes to Qi Shan.
Qi Shan turned his face away from him and asked.
Kang Shi: "..."
This was the first time that he saw someone willing to expend the "half-hearted" spirit of literary spirit and summon the incarnation of literary spirit just to catch up on government affairs. Seeing that his expression was speechless, Shen Tang asked: "Ji Shou doesn't think this method is very efficient? "
Kang Shi nodded and said, "Yes, yes."
There are fewer letters piled up in the tent visible to the naked eye.
"It's good to have it." Shen Tang was a little proud, he was really a little genius, and asked, "Ji Shou never thought about it before?"
Is she really a unique genius???
Kang Shi's expression was hard to describe: "Any type of literary soul that incarnates literary spirit not only consumes a lot of literary energy but also seriously consumes the mind. Literary scholars are also different from brave warriors. The recovery of literary energy is relatively slow. Generally, no literary scholars would do this."
The courageous warrior's martial spirit turns into soldiers and tired the body, and the literary spirit of the literary scholar turns into tired brain. Once overused, it will cause a splitting headache. Just to get a salary, there is no need to risk your life to work three jobs, right? Kang Shi doesn't like this kind of thing Involution means not understanding.
"There is absolutely no need to fight hard."
Reject malicious involution in the workplace.
Shen Tang: "..."
The result of extravagantly handling government affairs with literary spirit was that Shen Tang couldn't get up the next day. It seemed that there were 800 Gong Xiqiu hitting her on the left side of the head with a hammer, and 800 Zhai Xiaofang hitting her on the right side of the head with a hammer. Buzzing and buzzing.
Duplicate and redundant memories are fighting in my mind.
She stood upright like a salted fish, motionless.
It took a while to calm down.
"You really have to be careful when using the avatar of literary spirit when working overtime." Shen Tang somewhat understood the fundamental reason why it was not popular among literary scholars to use the avatar of literary spirit for workplace involution. If this thing doesn't have the physique of "Naludo", don't try it easily. .
Shen Tang's life has been very regular recently.
Open your eyes, get up, get dressed, wash up, eat breakfast, work, eat two pancakes to cushion your stomach when you are hungry, continue working, work until sunrise, then go to sunset, take a rest, eat something good, continue working, work until moonlight Zhongtian.
Shen Tang deeply suspected that if this life schedule continued, Heyin would not be built yet. She would either have a lumbar disc herniation or suffer from hemorrhoids... Thinking back to those days, she was not such a social creature when being urged by editors to write manuscripts!! !
I have been busy for four or five days and I don’t know what night it is.
Finally able to take a breath, Shen Tang finally got away from the sea of work and stretched out. Not far away, two literary incarnations "Shen Tang" also punched their shoulders, pinched the bridge of their noses, and relaxed. Loosen stiff limbs.
Yes, the incarnation of literary spirit.
Shen Tang found that after using Wenqi Avatar for three or four hours, he only had a headache for a quarter of an hour the next morning, and the headache time gradually shortened as he became more proficient in using it. Shen Tang did not hesitate to start the ultimate involution mode of the workplace lord!
Trade a quarter of an hour of headache for eight hours of efficiency.
It’s so worth it!
"Hiss - if you are busy for more than half a month, you will be a little liberated -" Shen Tang stood next to the lotus pond and did some stretching exercises.
Although most of the Zhang family's house was destroyed, the remaining part is still exquisite and luxurious. As for the small lotus pond in front of them, they spent a lot of manpower to introduce running water from the moat outside the city, and put a huge piece of water at the bottom of the lotus pond. Warm jade.
Before the fall of the Zhang family, maids and servants surrounded the lotus pond every day with huge silks and satin, or burned charcoal fires. After generations of improvements, the lotus pond was full of lotus flowers all year round, and it was green and moving. Now you can still smell the fresh lotus. fragrant.
"Jun Shen."
It was the familiar little official from that day.
Shen Tang said: "Is something wrong?"
The implication is that if you have nothing to do, go to work.
Haven't you seen that she, the county governor, is so curly?
"Shen Jun, what should we do with the beggar we caught that day?"
Shen Tang was so busy these days, day and night, that he was a little slow to perceive time. He couldn't remember how long the little beggar had been imprisoned. He asked, "How many days have he been imprisoned?"
The clerk replied: "It's been six days."
Shen Tang was shocked when he heard this: "Six days?"
This is closed for a long time.
After a few days, he probably had learned enough lessons, so Shen Tang asked the clerk to let him go, but he would have to be responsible for one more mouth while he was locked up.
The clerk received the order and was about to go down when he was stopped. She said: "Wait a minute - you bring that beggar over."
"only."
The clerk took the order and went down.
Shen Tang continued to work after having enough rest.
The incarnation of Wenqi was still busy. It was not good for her to be lazy as her main body. She was so busy that she forgot about time. She didn't even know when the clerk brought the beggar and how long he waited outside the door. When she found out , the sky outside is darker than before.
"Come in."
The clerk bowed and said, "Wei."
After speaking, he winked at the beggar standing behind him.
The beggar followed the clerk inside. Before Shen Tang could say anything, he knelt down on the ground and gave Shen Tang a big salute.
At this moment, the three Shen Tangs all stopped what they were doing.
"Get up, what does it look like to kneel down?"
Kneeling is not popular in this era.
Don't say that she is just a county guard. She doesn't have to kneel even when she meets the king. She only needs to perform a common ritual. Only by kneeling down and worshiping the gods and Buddhas of heaven and earth can she be eligible. Shen Noumenon Tang stood up and walked around the table with one hand. The thin beggar was picked up from the ground.
The beggar at this time was very different from before.
Not only was she washed clean, there was no odor on her body, but she also changed into a pair of fully patched, but decent coarse linen clothes, and wore a pair of clean and warm old shoes. Seeing this, Shen Tang glanced at the clerk, I thought it was the petty official who asked the beggar to wash up before coming back just for the sake of "face".
The look in her eyes was very obvious, and the clerk hurriedly explained.
"This is what Mr. Kang meant."
"Ji Shou?"
The clerk said: "Yes."
On the first night when the beggar was imprisoned, Kang Shi privately asked people to clean him up. He said he was being imprisoned, but in fact he was not thrown into a cell. The place had not been cleaned up yet. It was damp, cold, sour and smelly, with ventilation on all sides and rats. Insects crawled all over the ground, and dried feces and urine were everywhere. If a beggar in thin clothing went in, he would be locked up for a day and a night, not to mention a few days.
The beggar was locked up in a woodshed.
The conditions are not very good, but they are not freezing to death.
Shen Tang said: "Why are you kneeling to me?"
"Thank you Shen Jun for avenging Xiaomin's family."
The beggar raised his head, revealing a small face with several frostbites and scars. Although he was thin and his cheeks were sunken, he could tell that he had a good foundation. If he was raised well, he would be a little beauty when his features grew. .
(⊙﹏⊙)
It's a girl.
Shen Tang suddenly remembered that day when the beggar spoke dirty words, and his rich vocabulary could really make the generals shouting curses in front of the battle put to shame.
The beggar said again: "Er Xian was rude and bumped into Mr. Shen that day."
